When you promised Dear-But-Slightly-Scary-Reader MaryB that you would go back to posting on your regular M/W/F schedule...and then life suddenly and uncooperatively—and slightly conspiratorially, methinks—turns very quiet...and you discover you even forgot to take pictures of your knitting over the weekend...and you realize that, even if you had taken pictures, they would just have been of yet another MegaUltraBulkyChunky Hat...and your partner hasn't called to tell you the latest things she discovered she can do with her toes...you resort to your fallback position, Kooky Krafts and pictures of cute dogs, preferably with over-large ears.
First, the dawgs. We dawg-sat Rico, Frankie’s puppy pal and morning-walk companion, for half a day about a week ago. These two get along like a house on fire so there was no vicious flashing of canines or even overly youthful highjinks to report but I do have this photo, taken when they were both resting on the couch after having subdued a particularly vicious plastic ball. Do they not look like brave defenders of hearth and home? Just don’t tell them that they are each less than a foot tall. They don’t know.
Now, on to the Kooky Krafts. The theme today is animal clothes, with three links even knitting-related!
Goats' coats. Are the goats kyute or whut?
Chicken couture. The chicken, not so kyute.
More chicken couture, but of a slightly different variety. This chicken, slightly more kyute.
And, here, not animal couture but knitting with an animal theme so I say I get to include it.
On the Dulaan front, no current new number yet, although I am on pins and needles (or nins and peedles, as my mother used to say). However, I will be at Guild tonight, if anyone wants to bring any last-minute items that they want me to ship for them. Bring it oooooon, ladies and gents!!
How about a last minute cheer to spur you on?
Give me a D!
D!!!
Give me a U!
U!!!
Give me an L!
L!!!
Give me a A!
A!!!
Give me a A!
A!!!
Give me an N!
N!!!
What does it spell?!
Dulaan, Dulaan, Dulaan!!!
Phew.
Last night I gave my Dulaan items a bath in lukewarm water and hair conditioner (Herbal Essences from Clairol comes highly recommended by some of my knitting friends).
The 12 items are drying as we speak and I'll bring them for you tonight!
Posted by: Susanna in Seattle on June 15, 2005 10:33 AMCome on TMK. We know you can come up with more than just turning on a printer with those toes. I have freakishly long toes and once I even managed to play the piano with them. And not too terribly, either, I might add.
I love the doggie pics. I'm so sad I didn't get to MEET Frankie yet...you must have another garden party! And I'll cross my fingers nothing horrible happens again to prevent me from coming.
Posted by: sam on June 15, 2005 11:27 AMpics tomorrow for you to see, but I posted a box with 21 items in it (18 of them knitted) very happy. and very pleased. go dulaan!!!
Posted by: anj on June 15, 2005 11:34 AMOkay, I'll bite, Sam. I'll tell you something about TMK's toes that Really Freaks Me Out. She can *cross* them. You know, like people cross their fingers? Urk.
Of course, maybe my bias comes from the fact that I can't move my toes at all. I mean I can flex them up and down and spread 'em like a normal person, but CROSS them, like FINGERS?! Again, urk.
Posted by: Ryan on June 15, 2005 11:39 AMOk, the puppies are tooooo kyute. I lurv me some cute doggie photos. But how can you not love a doggie with a widow's peak?? Count Rico, I presume...
On the toe front, mine are so short I can't pick anything up with them and they don't bend so much as just fold over. you can't even tell I have joints in my toes. So very sad.
Oh, and chicken coats? Very disturbing. Seriously. O.o
Hope everyone has a great day!
Posted by: Stalker Angie on June 15, 2005 12:15 PMI know somebody who can keep time with his big toe. He is a musician, and his big toe, and only his big toe, moves up and down in time to the music, independently of all of his other toes, which just sit there quiet as can be on the floor. I have tried and tried, and no matter what, all of my toes move when I move my big toe. So let's just say that when I am enjoying some nice bluegrass, my whole foot is moving!
Posted by: Annie on June 15, 2005 01:06 PMHaha, I now have a very entertaining image in my mind of you with pompoms and a little pleated skirt. ;-)
Posted by: Norma on June 15, 2005 01:10 PMI've just learned to knit and will not be able to get anything done for the Dulaan Project 2005, but will the project start anew for 2006? I do hope so!
Posted by: Kirsten on June 15, 2005 01:17 PMWe're *knitters*... Right?
Posted by: Kit on June 15, 2005 01:39 PMWanna hear something scary? I can cross my toes too ;-) It usually freaks people out....I've always thought it was normal until someone almost jumped out of their skin when they saw it.
They're great for when you don't want to bend over, eh TMK?
Posted by: Sam on June 15, 2005 02:23 PMSam,
This is a skill I taught myself in high school. When a friend had to have back surgery and couldn't bend for a year, the group I hung out with all taught ourselves to pick stuff up with our feet so my friend wouldn't feel so weird. When I had my back injury I discovered it was a great skill to have. To this day, if I get a rock in my sandal I just kick it off, grab it with my toes and give it a shake. Rock falls out, I put my shoe back on and go back to what I was doing without ever bending over!
TMK
Posted by: The Mysterious K on June 15, 2005 02:46 PMTMK did just confess to me that, with this technique, sometimes her sandal ends up on the opposite side of the garden. That being said, if *I* tried this, at least one of my toes would become dislocated. Don't ask me how I know.
Posted by: Ryan on June 15, 2005 02:59 PMTMK, how far does this skill go? I can cross my second toes over my big toes, and they're pretty dextrous together. Can you do more'n that? I've never even thought of it as unusual. Everyone in my birth family, I think, does it....except my brother, who has those two toes webbed together, a bit.
Posted by: Norma on June 15, 2005 03:18 PMNorma's brother, now forever known as DuckBoy.
Posted by: Ryan on June 15, 2005 03:25 PMWell, Norma. I can cross my big toe over my second toe or the other way around. I can also spread all my toes apart and wiggle them. This really freaks Ryan out. My favorite way to sit when I'm barefoot is with my toes folded under the rest of my foot. And I can pick up various things that may fall on the floor--including the remote for the TV. The only thing I absolutely can't seem to pick up with my toes is soap. (My friend who had the back surgery did master this--out of necessity.) TMK
Posted by: The Mysterious K on June 15, 2005 04:03 PMRyan, shhhhhh, don't be mean!
TMK, I can do all that. And I checked: My daughter can, too. Hubby, not so much.
Wow, Ryan, just LOOK at the probing questions you stimulate with your blog....the important issues....the world needs you!
Posted by: Norma on June 15, 2005 05:11 PMThat chicken was just plain disturbing!
Adorable dogs though. Who else can protect us from vicious plastic objects?
Posted by: Susie on June 15, 2005 06:46 PMwondering how you missed this one on your 'animal knits' wanderings ;o)
http://www.theadvertiser.news.com.au/common/story_page/0,5936,15555259%2
55E421,00.html
(no i didn't find it...ended up in my mailbox lol)
*thinks some people have way too much time on their hands and not enough WIPs/stash ;o)*
Posted by: laurie on June 15, 2005 07:10 PMThe fish blanket is pretty darn cool, I must say. And this is coming from someone who isn't much into animal-themed projects.
Re: toes. I can cross mine too. Are the toe crossers out there of the second-toe-is-the-longest flavor of humans? Just curious. My sister and I, who inherited the 2nd toe thing from my mother, can both cross our toes (as can our mother). My dad has been deprived of the ability to perform this oh-so-useful parlor trick.
TMK: I can pick up dropped soap, but only if the bar is about half gone--it's too big otherwise. Never had back problems, I'm just lazy!
Posted by: Kristen on June 15, 2005 09:59 PMDear Ryan,
I mailed my box (with 13 items) to F.I.R.E. yesterday and hope it arrives before July 1st.
Best regards,
Beate from Frankfurt/Germany
Posted by: Beate on June 16, 2005 12:08 AMone of my earliest memeories is sitting in my crib, feet out through the bars (yeah, I'm so old that the bars were far enough apart for me to do that), picking pencils up off the floor with my toes.
Dulaan...box in the car to take to post office, 14 knitted items (3 comercial, 11 by me) and 18 best quality cloth diapers as requested on the F.I.R.E. site. Don't know that that qualifies as 30 items for purposes of our tally, so I will only claim 11.
Posted by: Nancy on June 16, 2005 06:52 AMdelurking a bit to wonder:
Does no one else find it horribly creepy that the chickens might have to wear little vinyl suits advertising KFC??
[shudder]
I also have some Dulaan stuff to get in the mail. This weekend is my totally last chance to knit up some more goodies to include then it is going in the mail on Monday!
Posted by: chelsea on June 16, 2005 08:53 AMChelsea, I find the whole chicken outfit thing creepy. Yep, you picked the right word. Creepy. I'm not weirded out by people putting little coats on their dogs--although we don't do it--but I am weirded out by people putting little coats on chickens. Go figure.
And I know how you feel about the Dulaan stuff. My current count, including the vest that needs button, the MegaUltraBulkyChunky hat I started last night, the things I knit last year but don't wear so I added them to my pile, my fleece blanket and TMK's fleece blanket? 19. Not 20. 19. Phooey.
Posted by: Ryan on June 16, 2005 09:47 AMRyan, you could do one of those super-easy, super-fast neckwarmers a la Yours Truly, in an evening, and then it could be 20. Or you could be satisfied with what the heckuvalottastuff you've already done.
Posted by: Norma on June 16, 2005 02:08 PMIn my heart of hearts I know it's a lot of stuff, Norma. But what kind of a number is 19?!!
Posted by: Ryan on June 16, 2005 02:28 PM